#aileene

[astrunaria]

Idea for a DND OC?

OKKK so I still don't understand diddlysquat of that game (yet) but I've had her in my head for over a year and needed to get her out + my friend group is trying our second campaign tomorrow and was inspired

Her name's Aileene, and she's based off of Irish culture! Icl couldn't find too many websites on traditional clothing so I hope this is accurate enough. Always knew I wanted to make a girly girl who could beat you up though hehehe

I DIDDD have another idea for like a goblin scholar lady but I thought that her characterisation was similar to Jules so she's abandoned (for now???)

I'll make better art for her one day (or this week before I leave, my motivation is unpredicable)

Honestly could I make her a barbarian?? like all the barbarians I've seen look so much different but could it work??

[slapbuggyarchive]

Aileene, Aileene, Aileene: she’s a fly bird

[sowcgossip-blog]

Who do you ship with Aileene, Alana, Alexandra, Allison, Annora, Astra? Also, favourite friendship for all of them?

I haven’t even seen Aileene around here for awhile, Alana and Bella (sorry Dominic!), Alexandra and Carissa, Allison and Leo (duh), Annora and Jerry, Astra and Dominic? 

Props to me for not getting confused with all those A names.

[malachyolaughlin]

Being with Aileene |Aileene|

It seemed rather peculiar that Aileene wanted anything to do with him. The girl clearly was insane. She had a reputation. Her reputation was tarnished by her family name. It was the name that provided Malachy with so much money. He was working for the Carroll family, not knowing why, but loving the very idea of using his toxins to corrupt the mind. He enjoyed this type of work. Why was it that such a sweet, innocent, daddy's girl wanted to be around a man such as Malachy? The girl had problems. Just by looking at her he could tell she was corrupted.

Malachy eyes averted towards the wall. He knew she would be showing up at his apartment soon. This is idiotic. He was going to be meeting with his boss daughter and talking with her. Why did she even want to talk to him? He had nothing further to say. She enjoyed his company, from what he learned, and that much was revolting. All Malachy wanted to do was focus on his toxins. Nothing more. His hands were like magic as he began grabbing bottles of chemicals and mixing them together. He wanted nothing more than to finish his job.

A noise perched his curiosity  He stopped holding the glass bottles and made his way upstairs from his penthouse towards the main living room. He walked down a small hallway and motioned towards the door to grab hold of it. When he opened it to reveal the girl in front of him his lips tightened and his expression remained the same as ever. Blank.

"Yer early." He stated.